A Random Memory to Keep For Life
first, i hate capitalizing when i type so on a salty note, if that bothers you, you probably wont like reading this blog. on second thought, its a good thing that this font capitalizes everything. on a sweet note, i am dedicating this first post to make a memory for myself. i would like to read this years from now and remember the feeling of a hot summer day at home.
i love the sight of arriving to a classic american home, with a little pup in the yard who watches every slight movement you make from your car to (ok, i cant NOT pet you..you're so cute) him. i love the way he barks(can you call it a bark?) at the non-existent other dog... How you have to yell im home three times to get a response from anyone.. how the temperature increases by 15 degrees every flight of stairs... how blue the sky is and how green the grass is after a run in the neighborhood... the magnificent sound of coldplay on a musty night drive... trips to the amoco to satisfy mommy and my's chocolate cravings... and mommy's planters. her planters are the best... blazing bike rides around the lake with allie and melea, swearing we put on enough sunscreen... the random tasks melea and i give ourselves to accomplish.."we should definitely wash the house. its dirty." three hours later, "why are we so weird?" nala and mrs. palmer out for their evening walk and gossiping about the creepy animal noises in the neighborhood... looking at the stars with daddy while walking scottie before bed... a room so hot you can't sleep for an hour...... oh, and mother dearest waking me up every 5 minutes since 7am to 10am. :) sounds strange, but i love everything about this.
i love the sight of arriving to a classic american home, with a little pup in the yard who watches every slight movement you make from your car to (ok, i cant NOT pet you..you're so cute) him. i love the way he barks(can you call it a bark?) at the non-existent other dog... How you have to yell im home three times to get a response from anyone.. how the temperature increases by 15 degrees every flight of stairs... how blue the sky is and how green the grass is after a run in the neighborhood... the magnificent sound of coldplay on a musty night drive... trips to the amoco to satisfy mommy and my's chocolate cravings... and mommy's planters. her planters are the best... blazing bike rides around the lake with allie and melea, swearing we put on enough sunscreen... the random tasks melea and i give ourselves to accomplish.."we should definitely wash the house. its dirty." three hours later, "why are we so weird?" nala and mrs. palmer out for their evening walk and gossiping about the creepy animal noises in the neighborhood... looking at the stars with daddy while walking scottie before bed... a room so hot you can't sleep for an hour...... oh, and mother dearest waking me up every 5 minutes since 7am to 10am. :) sounds strange, but i love everything about this.
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